Zheng Mo immediately moved towards him, grabbed Sheng Jun by the neck, and slapped his cheeks repeatedly. "You idiot! I really regret taking an idiot like you to be my disciple!"
*Bam...Bam...*
For a while, Zheng Mo kept hitting Shen Jun in the face, making his face black and blue.
Even Hua Xiangyue could not concentrate on concocting the pill, but she smiled happily at Sheng Jun's face. 'Haha! You're still lucky that it was the Ancestor who beat you up! If Tian does it, he will do it cruelly than her!'
On the other hand, Qin Shuang averted her eyes from them, but she covered her mouth tightly to hold back her laughter, and her body seemed to tremble in satisfaction, especially since no one dared to treat Sheng Jun like that except for Zheng Mo.
'Fuck! Why is she treating me like this?' Sheng Jun could only curse in his heart as he covered his face.
